We watched the homely young chickens grow into handsome adults. Egg production went up to 5 or 6 a day. The chickens would greet you and check on what you were doing. They would talk to you. They would peck on my toes. I had no idea that chickens could be pets.
But they would eat John's garden. Here the chickens are eating a plant. See the remains of the plant.
The other day John planted several dollars ($35) worth of flowers. The chickens ate them all. This was the final straw. John posted the coop and chickens for sale. Last night they were picked up. I watched the new owners load them up and drive away.
We will miss them.
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